I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 226 - 131: Human? Fierce!

Not far from Linhe, there is a mountain. This mountain has a name, called Old Platform Mountain, also known as Old Worm Mountain.

What is Old Worm Mountain? This worm does not refer to the small bugs crawling on leaves, but rather a ferocious creature with white eyes and striped body—the mighty tiger!

Sometimes when scholars talk about skilled and brave generals, they like to use the term "mighty tiger" to describe them as fearless and courageous like a tiger.

Right now, Xu Qing is heading to a village not far from Old Platform Mountain to perform a ritual.

As the saying goes, ask for directions when you travel, ask about customs when you enter a village.

It is already dusk, and according to the locals, it is not convenient to travel at this hour, because there are real tigers in Old Platform Mountain!

At night, when human presence is scarce, the power of the tiger overwhelms that of humans. The tiger that doesn’t dare to eat people during the day might just jump out and choose its prey at night.

Xu Qing is not afraid of this. He has a Silver Armored Zombie, whose bones are harder than a solid weight. If a tiger really comes, it has to be able to bite through him first!

Xu Qing rides his Five-Colored Steed, not taking the main road; he crosses mountains and rivers, and soon arrives at Guanmen Village.

Guanmen Village, as its name suggests, Xu Qing dismounts and walks closer, finding that every household has its doors tightly shut, and even the walls are higher than those in typical villages by two feet.

Xu Qing approaches a household with faint candlelight and knocks on the door ring.

A creak is heard from the courtyard, indicating that the door of the main house has been opened.

The sound of footsteps echoes, and an elderly voice comes from the courtyard.

"Who is it?"

"Elderly sir, I am a traveler passing by, I’d like to inquire about something."

Xu Qing stands sideways at the door, hands clasped in his sleeves, speaking gently: "May I ask if you know where Sun Erzhuang’s house is?"

"Sun Erzhuang?"

The elderly in the yard mutters, then falls silent.

Outside the house, Xu Qing hears the sound of the main door being closed, followed by a burst of urgent urging.

"Old lady, quick! Quick, put out the light!"

"What madness are you up to now? I haven’t even finished sewing this quilt. Put out the light for what?"

"Oh, don’t ask, just put out the light quickly!"

After some hurried chatter, the courtyard that initially had candlelight falls into complete darkness.

Xu Qing is perplexed. Just a moment ago, they were talking normally, why did they suddenly turn hostile?

Outside the courtyard, only the sound of crickets remains. Xu Qing ponders the situation. When he was talking with the farmer earlier, they didn’t seem evasive. But when he asked about Sun Erzhuang, they acted like they had seen a bandit or a soldier and desperately wanted to avoid him.

Could the seemingly naive, chubby man actually be a bully who roams the village, committing all sorts of misdeeds?

Xu Qing leaves the farmer’s house and goes to another courtyard with lights on.

The familiar scene repeats, but when he mentions Sun Erzhuang’s name, the courtyard lights go out as well.

"I refuse to believe this nonsense!"

Xu Qing immediately rolls up his sleeves and snaps his fingers.

The Lighting Technique instantly illuminates the courtyard.

"Did you light this oil lamp?"

"How could I dare? You scoundrel, are you trying to scare me again?"

"This is really strange!"

The lights inside were blown out again, but the next moment the lamp flames flickered back to life.

The farmer inside is panicking, but the more he panics, the less he dares to leave the lights on.

So, Xu Qing continues snapping his fingers outside, while inside the farmer frantically blows out the lights.

"Oh my, I’m dizzy, must be cursed by that thing. You inside, come help me!"

Putting in so much effort and blowing so frequently, it would make anyone dizzy, not just a farmer.

"Stop blowing, I’ll use scissors to cut the wick and see what happens!"

Outside, Xu Qing snaps his fingers a few more times, but the lights inside the house do not come back on.

Well, they actually found a way to counter my Lighting Technique!

Seeing that serious inquiries are getting him nowhere, Xu Qing decides to stop hiding his intentions.

You say I’m a dirty thing, so I’m not going to hide it anymore!

Xu Qing steps back a few paces, jumps into the courtyard, and through the window, he can vaguely hear the conversation inside.

"Finally, it’s quiet. Guan Hua has just died, and the debt collector is here already."

"Exactly! That old woman was always so mysterious, who knows whom she ever offended? When she was alive, people feared her, now that she’s dead, those dirty things will surely settle their scores and seek revenge..."

Xu Qing’s steps halt as he was about to push the door open.

So it’s not that Sun Erzhuang himself is bad, but rather due to his mother’s actions.

After learning the reason why the villagers isolate and reject Sun Erzhuang, Xu Qing reaches out and politely knocks on the window.

"Who?!"

"It’s me, the one asking for directions. Don’t be afraid, I’m a good monster. As long as you tell me where Sun Erzhuang’s house is, I won’t eat you..."

A moment later, having gotten the information he wanted, Xu Qing smiles and says: "Thank you both for telling me straightforwardly. We’ll meet again if fate permits."

"Immortal...?"

Outside the house returns to silence, and the farmer tentatively speaks up.

"I’m here, do you have something else to say?"

Just about to leave, Xu Qing stops.

"..."

After a moment of silence, the farmer’s trembling voice speaks up again.

"It’s just that, we’re a small household, we can’t withstand the torment of an immortal, could you please not come again in the future?"

Xu Qing raises his eyebrows.

"We’ll see."

In this world, "We’ll see" is the most insincere phrase!

When borrowing money: "We’ll see."

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